Currently pondering over:
Is it possible, finally, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another?
We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close are we able to come to that person�s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?
-The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Huraki Murakami
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It is impossible to understand anyone fully. I can�t even understand myself a good 90% of the time.
My sister said something to me last night that made me refer back to this quote: I wish I could get inside your head and see the way you think.
As much as I share in person and online, there is a certain barrier�a safety wall which surrounds me from everyone else. I sat in silence last night as my sister went on and on about why she disapproved of my decision to move. I know she wanted feedback. She wanted me to say something, anything. Instead, I just sat there and stared at the computer monitor. A million thoughts were running through my head, but none of which I wanted to relay verbally to her.
My head started to hurt and the room began to spin in circles. I wanted nothing more than for it to stop.
It makes me wonder how is it possible that the one person who has known me practically all of my life doesn�t understand me in the least bit? And how is anyone else suppose to?
A couple weekends ago, another good friend of mine said something similar to me: There�s this bubble around you, and you only allow people to get so close before you start to block them out.
Yes. This is very true, but I thought to myself, this is how it is with everyone. No one is an open book, and most people keep this protective wall around them. I�m not the only one, and yet I feel like I�m the only one among my friends who often gets criticized for it.
I just don't get it. Maybe someone would be kind enough to explain it to me.
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